In the shouts of the witch god, countless lights lit up, and a person from Qingshui Town and Heishui Town, who was armed with harpoons and sticks, was angry in front of the temple.

The witch god and the fire goddess are their beliefs, and whoever dares to defile will fight with whomever they want.

"Boy, Lord Witch God has the means to reach the heavens, if you dare to disrespect him, you will suffer from heaven!"

"Fuck off now, or my harpoon will stab you to pieces!"

"Don't force us to do it!"

This scene is very similar to those people who were deceived by Yun Yin not long ago.

With fanatical belief, they have lost the ability to think.

Whatever the witch god says, it's right.

"Young man, my witch god is merciful, and I don't want to punish you, so please leave quickly." The witch god pointed indifferently, and the ancient tree next to it burned.

"The Witch God is doing it again!"

"Divine magic, divine magic!"

A group of ordinary people were in a surging mood.

"Magic? Sorcery. ”

Su Chen sneered: "You admire him so much, do you know what he has done?" He captured your children, sucked them up, and used them for their own cultivation, and your town has lost a lot of children during this time. ”

As soon as these words came out, people were immediately indignant.

"Nonsense, the witch god is merciful and compassionate, how can he do something to steal children!"

"We can be safe and sound, thanks to the blessing of the Witch God!"

"It must be the child you stole and want to slander the witch god!"

"You're a human trafficker!"

A group of people stared at Su Chen, revealing their fierce faces.

Well, it's not fanaticism, it's brainlessness.

"Young man, I just did the math."

Pinching his fingers, the witch god pretended to say: "You are a very evil person, and every place you go, you will plague ten boys, and the wooden barrel on the stone next to you hides the evidence of your crime." ”

"This ......"

Running over to open the barrel, a man cried out in horror: "Look, in this bucket is the bones of a child!" This dress...... It's the child of the Yang family! ”

"What? He actually made the children of the Yang family look like this. ”

"He's a demon, a devil!"

"Kill him!"

Looking at the townspeople who rushed towards Su Chen, the witch god was proud.

But any normal martial artist would not rashly kill ordinary people.

Using the townsfolk as shields, he tried and failed.

"Inkka!"

Facing the temple, Su Chen's palms spread out.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

One by one, the [dead-stained floor card] kept appearing in his hands, and a foul smell filled the air.

"What does it smell like?" Following the smell, the townspeople were stunned.

Under the bare temple floor, there were dense skeletons, and the torn clothes of the skeletons were stained with blood.

"That'...... The clothes...... My little forest! ”

"That toy...... It's the child of the Sun family! ”

"My lost daughter!"

Although others can't tell the difference, the parents of these children recognize them when they turn to ashes.

Their fierce expressions just now were suddenly extremely sad.

Their children have been buried under the floor of the temple.

A place where they bow down every day!

"Did you just cast some kind of spell?"

Turning a blind eye to the suffering townspeople, the witch god stared at Su Chen coldly: "Young man, that old man Lin Kun doesn't dare to meddle with my affairs, why do you have to kill yourself." ”

"You're killing yourself." Su Chen was indifferent.

"The ignorant are fearless!"

The witch god's right hand was raised, and with a whining sound, countless souls flew around and condensed into a sharp long sword.

Flame Witch Cult Witchcraft, Soul Sword!

"Young man, I will make you pay for your stupidity!" The floor under his feet shattered, and the witch god rushed towards Su Chen.

Fortunately, the townspeople fled quickly, otherwise this kind of impact would have killed many people.

"Your master is the Flame Goddess?" The flute was raised and blocked the severed soul sword, Su Chen said lightly.

The ground under his feet, due to the escaping sword qi, cracked a thousand-meter crack.

"Now that you know my inheritance, why don't you just catch it?" Jumping into the air, the witch god sneered and slashed down again.

This time, the soul sword directly skyrocketed by dozens of meters.

Like a ghost greatsword.

"It is rumored that the Soul Refining Method of the Flame Witch Sect has gone through three steps, a hundred old people, a hundred young people, and a hundred children, and now you should have only experienced two."

The bone flute was close to his lips, and Su Chen's eyes were indifferent: "If you are a master of refining and have the ability to practice as a grandmaster, you may be able to live with me in a few moves." ”

"But now you're vulnerable."

A special melody sounded, and around the witch god, a ghost appeared, hovering like a pitch-black ghost.

As the ghost swirled, the soul sword clicked and shattered, swallowed by the wandering ghosts.

Looking at the ghosts around him, the witch god was shocked.

"You...... How can you know the magic of the Ghoul Sect! ”

"Who are you from the Ghoul Cult?"

"Ahh

Surrounded by ghosts, the witch god roared in anger, and one after another souls rushed out of his body, trying to break the siege of ghosts.

But the ghost is the only existence that can compete with Lei Fa in ghost arts.

With the strength of his Zhongcheng Grandmaster, how could he break it.

"Soul General!"

The roar of the witch god came out, and a huge soul phantom appeared behind him, holding two knives in his hands, slashing wildly.

"Your Yanwu Sect Mountain Gate is not big, isn't it tricky?"

Rushing into the air, Su Chen turned the bone flute, pointed at the chest of the soul phantom, and the majestic Gangqi hurricane swept away thousands of meters away.

"Click!"

With the sound of clicking, fine cracks, centered on the tip of the flute, spread along the surface of the soul phantom.

The witch god looked pained and vomited blood.

"Little bastard, my master won't let you go!"

"Bang!"

Su Chen held the hand of the bone flute and pushed it, and the soul phantom and the witch god could no longer bear it and exploded.

Dense spots of light drift away like snow.

Bright, sparkling.

"Collect successfully, get [Pure Soul] ×5!"

"Collect successfully, get [Pure Soul] ×8!"

"Collect successfully, get [Pure Soul] ×6!"

“……”

[Pure Soul]: A clean, untainted soul that injects 99 souls into the ghost's body at the same time, and can give birth to a shadow

"Infuse!"

Long black shadows, like blooming flowers, stretched out one after another at Su Yaya's feet.

When the number reaches 99, all the shadows quickly converge to form one.

Su Yaya's shadow has been formed since then.

"Kobayashi!"

"Dumbo!"

Rushing to the temple, the townspeople looked at their children and wept silently.

The other townsfolk shook their heads and sighed.

They saw the true face of the witch god.

But what about that?

Those who die are dead.

"By the way, what about the immortal who killed the demon just now?"

People glanced around.

The night sky is silent, cold and cold.

Empty.

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